I'm surrounded by devil sisters!

"You can go back and report to that Ramsas. Tell him that Mio won't be going back, even if his old Demon King faction and the current Demon King faction fight each other bloodily. When Mio's adoptive parents were killed by Zolgear's men, his old Demon King faction didn't show up. When your mother was kidnapped and Maria was threatened, his old Demon King faction still didn't show up. Now his old Demon King faction is about to be crushed by the current Demon King faction. He finally thought of this cheap niece? How could such a good thing be so good for him to take advantage of it all?"

"But don't worry too much. Although Mio won't be going back, I will take time to go there in the next two days."

"what do you mean……?"

The silver-haired nightmare maid hesitated for a moment. She was a little unsure about what Hua Kaiyuan Fugui meant.

After all, the contradiction between the previous and subsequent words is too great. According to the meaning of the first half of the paragraph, it is obvious that Hanakaiin Fugui is extremely dissatisfied with the current Old Demon King faction, and the attitude expressed is completely "love it to death".

But in the second half, for some reason, the mood seemed to soften again, saying something like "Although Naruse Mio will not go back, he will take a trip."

What does this mean? It's like he's saying that even though he doesn't want to, he'll still take on this responsibility for Naruse Mio.

This... isn't possible?

Rukia was rarely caught in a brief moment of confusion.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant."

Based on the expression on the silver-haired nightmare maid's face, Hua Kaiyuan Fugui guessed her thoughts in an instant and shook his head slightly.

"Like I said, I don't care about the plight of your old Demon King faction or the current Demon King faction. Even if you two fight until your brains fly out, it has nothing to do with me. However, in order to ensure that Mio and the others' future lives are not disturbed, I am willing to make a small effort to mediate the conflict between you."

"As for what to do specifically—"

Huakaiyuan Fogui paused here and raised his eyebrows.

"It's very simple. All we need is for one of the factions to disappear."

Varied……!

Rukia inherited Sheila's light purple pupils and they shrank suddenly.

She finally understood what the young man meant by "mediating conflicts."

To put it bluntly, it's like two people having a conflict and quarreling. It may be difficult to get them to stop quarreling in a peaceful way, but as long as one of them suddenly dies, the quarrel will definitely stop.

"To be honest, I'd rather see the old Demon King faction disappear."

As Hanakaiin Fogui spoke, he lifted up Xuela who was sitting on his lap. The pressure from her abdomen made the nightmare wife, who was originally a little weak, tense up all over again to her toes. She could only hold her breath desperately to force herself not to make any sound.

The boy continued.

"After all, my philosophy is not to blow up a shit pit. After all, while it's there, it smells bad, but at least the shit is inside. But if you get impatient and blow it up, the contents will fly everywhere, and who knows what will happen... I'm a lazy person and don't like to take charge, so as long as the shit pit still maintains its function as a 'pit', then I'm willing to give it a chance to continue."

"Although Leohart of the current Demon King faction didn't do a very good job in this regard, even so, he was at least much better than Ramsas of your old Demon King faction."

Huakaiyuan Fogui shrugged.

"The former is at best poor management, but the latter... Anyway, Miss Rukia, you should go back first. Tell Ramsas that I will come to visit you in the next two days."

"I……"

The silver-haired nightmare maid was still a little hesitant, but finally nodded.

"Got it. I'll pass it on. Then I'll take my leave today."

After she finished speaking, she stood up from the coffee table and walked to the open space in the living room. Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a burst of magical light, a teleportation magic circle appeared on the floor beneath her feet, and in the blink of an eye, she disappeared from the spot.

Xuela, who finally watched her eldest daughter leave on the sofa, could no longer hold back. With a red face, she turned around and kissed the boy behind her on the lips, making unclear sounds.

"How dare you do this in front of Rukia..."

"But they haven't been discovered, have they?"

Huakaiyuan Fogui picked up Xuela slightly and turned her around so that she was facing him.

"How about it, do you want to continue?"

"Of course!"

The rotation process caused the voice of the nightmare wife in his arms to become a little intermittent. When she sat down again, she couldn't wait to stretch out her hands and pinch the boy's cheeks, her face red and she snorted angrily.

"Who told you to sit still just now (the full content of this paragraph can be viewed by going to the right post;)"

"How can there be..."

The flower blooms in the courtyard and the Buddha raises his eyebrows.

As God knows, he was just hugging Xuela normally just now. At best, his "hands just hung naturally on his legs". There was no such thing as pressing down hard.

Unless... (To view the content of this paragraph, go to the right side of the post;).

In other words, Xuela was not confirmed from the very beginning (go to the right side of the post to view the content of this paragraph; go to the right side of the post to view the content of this paragraph;).

That makes sense. This makes sense. No wonder I reacted so strongly just now.

But this is also fine, it can help Madam Xuela try to expand her business.

Thinking of this, Hanakaiin Fogui moved his hands, which were originally on the waist of the nightmare wife, to her shoulders.

"Wait, wait, what are you going to do...!!!"

Xuela already realized what was going to happen next.

But it was too late, and the only options left for her were to "sing loudly" and "dance to her heart's content".

At the same time, on the big bed in the suite bedroom, a nightmare girl opened her eyes.

Chapter 276 Whose European Mango Do You Like More?

When did she fall asleep? What time is it now?

It seems not very clear.

Sitting on the big bed in the bedroom, Maria, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, was thinking in a daze.

Her brain was still in a mess, and her thoughts were as sluggish and unwilling to move as if they were filled with cream. She just lay motionless in the darkness, and only the familiar smell in the air told her that this was indeed her own room.

There was no light in the room, and Maria could clearly hear the ticking of the second hand of the clock on the wall at the end of the bed.

She stretched her neck and turned to look in the direction of the window in her memory. Just then, the evening breeze blew into the room, lifting the black curtains and bringing the night view of the city outside into the girl's eyes.

It's still night now...

So did I oversleep my nap again?

The inexplicable sense of déjà vu awakened the memories in Maria's heart. She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, when she didn't want to take a nap honestly, her mother would use hypnosis magic to make her fall asleep on the spot. But because her mother was a powerful nightmare, she would often oversleep, and every time she would sleep through the afternoon and night.

By the way, speaking of mother, it seems like this afternoon...

The effect of Xuela's hypnotic magic was gradually fading, and as a nightmare, Maria was naturally resistant to this kind of magic. Her thoughts, which had been chaotic when she just regained consciousness, gradually regained some clarity after a period of adaptation.

She could now recall that at noon today, at her mother's instigation, she and Lady Mio went to the bathroom together, and then with Mr. Fugui... well, she couldn't remember how many times in the end.

So in other words, she just fainted from exhaustion, right? It wasn't because she was hypnotized by her mother's magic or something.

And my stomach feels bloated, I feel like I need to pee...

Although he had regained some consciousness, Wan Liya was still a little dazed. He dragged his tired body out of bed, rubbed his eyes, and subconsciously put his hand down, poking his lower abdomen with his index finger.

I could clearly hear a gurgling sound coming from my stomach, as if it had drunk enough water and the water was swishing around inside.

As expected, today is also a fruitful day~?

Listening to the sounds coming from her stomach and feeling the bloating, warm fullness, the nightmare girl couldn't help but raise a satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth.

Mr. Fogui is really something. (To view the content of this paragraph, go directly to the post on the right; to view the content of this paragraph, go directly to the post on the right; to view the content of this paragraph, go directly to the post on the right;).

That’s not right. (You can view the content of this paragraph by going to the right side post; You can view the content of this paragraph by going to the right side post;).

Thinking of this, Wan Liya dragged himself down from the bed again, holding onto the bedside table. After groping on the wall for a while, he successfully turned on the light in the room.

The darkness was instantly dispelled, and the location of every object in the room became clear.

Then Maria walked towards the door of the room, holding on to the wall. That was where the bathroom attached to each bedroom was located. Although it was not as spacious and comfortable as the bathroom they had used at previous parties, it was still enough for a simple shower and personal hygiene.

However, just as the Nightmare Girl arrived at the door and was about to turn around and push open the bathroom door, a slight conversation sound suddenly came from outside the door, attracting her attention.

"Slow down..."

'Also, (This paragraph can be viewed by going to the right side of the post;)'

? !

The voice that was so familiar to Maria came through the door.

There was no doubt that it was the voice of the person she loved most in her life, but why... was he saying such words?

As if realizing something in an instant, Maria's hand on the bathroom door handle stopped.

She hesitated for a moment, finally let go of her hand, and turned to the door on the other side.

Press the door handle.

But when she pushed open the door, the glimpse into the living room made Maria's thoughts stop instantly.

She saw her mother dancing with all her might to the song, and...

But the two people dancing together seemed not to notice the opening and closing of the door, and continued to dance the duet to their heart's content.

After staring at the scene in front of him for about three seconds, Wan Liya silently retracted her foot that had stepped out of the room and quietly closed the door again.

……

After a long period of preparation, the last tube of cream finally arrived where it should be.

I don’t know how many times I’ve been on the sofa (to view the content of this paragraph, go directly to the post on the right; to view the content of this paragraph, go directly to the post on the right; to view the content of this paragraph, go directly to the post on the right;).

"Okay... okay... I really can't go on any further..."

Although she emotionally wanted to continue until her brain completely shut down, Xuela still had a trace of rationality left and patted the boy's chest to indicate that it was almost time to stop.

After all, quite a bit of time had passed. They first stayed in the bathroom for such a long time, then came out and chatted with Lucia in the living room for such a long time, and then continued to mix the cream. At this point in time, it was basically the final deadline.

If we continue like this, we might really be discovered.

"Well, let me wipe it for you."

Hua Kaiyuan Fogui, who also knew what was going on, leaned forward slightly and took a few napkins from the coffee table, then lowered his head to wipe the sweat off himself and Xuela.

The gentle touch made the nightmare wife's eyes soften again. She tilted her head and leaned on the boy's chest, raising her face slightly and said.

"What time is it now?"

"Let me see……"

Huakaiyuan Fogui looked up and glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Well, it's almost half past nine now."

"What? It's already this time?!"

As if she suddenly realized something, Xuela forced herself to sit up with some difficulty.

"Put me down first. I can clean it myself. Instead of that, go check on Maria and the others first. The hypnosis time should be almost up. If you find them awake, just say something to them in the room to delay them. I'll be done with it soon."

"……All right."

Since Madam Xuela said so herself, Huakaiyuan Fogui had no choice but to agree.

So he put down the nightmare wife who was still wiping herself in his arms, stood up from the sofa and walked to the bedroom door. Just as he was about to push the bedroom door open, he paused. Hua Kaiyuan Fogui saw that there was a faint light peeking through the gap under the door.

The next second, the door opened automatically as if sensing someone's arrival, and the figure of a nightmare girl appeared on the inside of the door.

Then, without giving him any chance to speak, Maria stood on tiptoe and hugged him, bringing her arms close to his ears and whispering a breath filled with moist heat.

"Is it finally over? You've worked so hard~ So, compared to Maria and Mio-sama, Mr. Fugui really still likes Kasan's Omango more?"

Chapter 277 Next time, distinguish by wrinkle texture

"Hey... Maria, you're awake."

Being hugged by the nightmare girl in front of him, Hanakaiin Fugui felt at a loss for the first time in his life.

Although he had expected this when he saw the light from inside the door, he still didn't expect it to have come to this.

It was obvious that Wan Liya had woken up long ago and had been eavesdropping at the door on what was happening in the living room. He might even have opened the door and peeked in.

As for how much we know exactly, it’s hard to say. Maybe it’s part of it, maybe it’s all of it.

But that didn't make any difference anymore.

"Well?"